The Road to Rebirth Her Fresh Start and His Late Sorrow by Helena R. Bates

Chapter 8

"Ms. Gonzalez, it shows you're married. Does your husband know you're leaving?"

"Yeah, we're on the brink of divorce," Nancy whispered hurriedly, her voice barely above a murmur. The clerk paused, "The process to terminate your status has started. You'll need to come in a week to submit your application. Will that work for you?"

Without hesitation, Nancy firmly replied, "Yes, I'll be there."

Not just in a week. Nancy would make time anytime if it meant getting away from Cyrus.

With a nod, the clerk ended the call.

The vast silence of the house enveloped her once more, broken only by the sound of water in the bathroom.

Nancy's expression was hard to read, a mix of emotions she couldn't quite name. Just a little longer, and she'd be free from Cyrus.

of her thoughts.

to like

told Nancy to check.

Cyrus had gifted her. Right at the center was a picture of her snuggled up against a man radiating

for the gifts, love.

had taken Hayley to the auction

Hayley off. She wanted to see how far this farce would go. Good. She would leave Cyrus and let him

bathroom door swung open, and Cyrus emerged, a cloud of steam in his wake. He looked at Nancy,

looking so down? If someone's bothering

Cyrus approach, Nancy's heart skipped a beat, but she masked her

the dark phone screen and then back at Nancy, trying to

marriage exists," Nancy said, her voice dry,

and said, "Of course, it exists.

held her gaze, focusing on her lips, a rush of desire coursing